Dont Shoot

Dm C Bb Am Our Lord, grant us good in this world, and good in the life, Dm C Bb Am To come keep us safe from the torment of the fire, as we keep our hands up high Dm C Bb Am And scream for justice Ferguson, rest in peace Mike Brown Dm C Bb Am And all the young soldiers out there, God help us Dm C Bb Am Time to take a stand and save our future, like we all got shot, we all got shot Dm C Bb Am Throwin' up our hands don't let them shoot us 'cause we all we got, we all we got Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder, don't point your weapons at me (The Game) Dm Dm Seen the pictures, feel the pain, scandalous how they murder son, Am C Tired of them killing us, I'm on my way to Ferguson Dm Dm Talked to TIP, I talked to Diddy, them my brothers walking with me Am C Mothers crying "Stop the riots", we ain't got to chalk the city Dm Dm I seen Cole out there, felt I should go out there Am C They left that boy for hours in the cold out there Dm Dm They killin' teens, they killin' dreams Am C (It's murder) Yo, come on (Diddy) Dm Dm we gotta stick together, we all we got Am C When police taking shots and I ain't talkin' 'bout Ciroc Dm Dm I'm talkin' 'bout Emmett Till, I'm talking bout Ezell Ford Am C I'm talkin' 'bout Sean Bell, they never go to jail for Dm Dm Trayvon over Skittles, Mike Brown Cigarillos Am C History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental Dm Dm America's a glass house and my revenge is mental Am C Rather use my brain than throw a cocktail through a window (Rick Ross) Dm C I got the keys to the city still we left in the cold Bb Am Hands in the sky, still was left in the road Dm C Ribbon in the sky, Michael Brown, another soul Bb Am Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll Dm C The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice Bb Am Black dress code now we lootin' in the night Dm C Now we throwin' Molotovs in this holocaust Bb Am N.C. And I know they hate to hear me screamin', "I'm a Boss!" Dm C Bb Am Time to take a stand and save our future, like we all got shot, we all got shot Dm C Bb Am Throwin' up our hands don't let them shoot us 'cause we all we got, we all we got Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder Dm Am C God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder, don't point your weapons at me (2 Chainz) Dm Dm Tired of the okie-dokie, lyin' you Pinocchio Am C Driving while black, tell me, where am I supposed to go? Dm Dm Gun shots hit the car, now I got the holy ghost Am C If excessive force was a drug, then they overdosed Dm Dm Got us tryin'a protest, it's a slow process Am C Heard it's a lot of rotten eggs in the crow's nest Dm Dm People prayin' on they feet, police holdin' on they heat Am C Turned on the news and seen a tank rollin' down the street (Yeah) (Fabolous) Dm C I seen a lot of ice water tossed, and I know it's for a cause Bb Am My only question is, what we doin' for the loss Dm C Bb Of Mike Brown, 'cause right now, I challenge you to use your talents to Am Speak up, and don't you ever let them silence you Dm C 'Cause action speaks louder than words, that's what I heard Bb Am Shot down with his hands up, that's what occurred Dm C Bb C Man that sound absurd, matter fact to me that sound like murder we want justice (Yo Gotti) Dm C Bb Am Ay yo Game, I had a crib out there, I used to live out there So I know how niggas feel out there Dm C Bb Am People stressing, protesting, unity is a blessing, so it's time we come together, use our voice as a weapon Dm C I am Michael Brown, 'cause I stand for what he stand for Bb Am News say we're looting, paint pictures like we some animals Dm C Bb C On my NWA CMG hollin' "Rest in peace Eazy and f**k the police" (Wale) Dm C Bb Am Heard another brother slain up in St. Louis, sure the mother feel the pain, but what you famous doin'? Dm I'm sure the general population trying to be more active C Bb Am But when the light finally catches you, you ice challenge Dm C Okay, and I support the ALS just like the rest of them Bb Am But you have yet to pay your debt, so you just flexin' then Dm N.C. 'Cause everybody care for a minute, then stop Bb Am N.C. People only there for a minute, then stop Dm C And what's the point of giving if you ain't giving your all? Bb N.C. We never getting ahead, might as well give up your heart (TGT & Swizz Beatz) Dm C Bb Am Where does it end? I got my hands up, what else am supposed to do? Dm C Bb Am Where does it end? Tell me, where's the love for everything we're going through? N.C. Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me N.C. Hope that God can save us N.C. Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me (Swizz Beatz) Dm Am Martin Luther King had a dream! But they ain't respecting Jesse up out here C Dm And they don't really respect Obama out here Am Lights out, go dark it's like a nightmare C Dm How the f**k you play the game, but they ain't playing fair Am It's going down, Armageddon right here C Dm Right now, not on TV, but right here Am Put your flags in the air if you don't really care (Wave it) C Dm We need justice, yeah, we need justice here (Curren$y) C Bb Am Uh, I heard he surrendered, but we all saw how they did him Dm C Bb Am Television broadcasts, a confused country, I'm a resident of a nation that don't want me Dm C Bb Am What's done is done, the town erupts in fury, and I'm already hearing 'bout this lopsided jury Dm C Bb C Three faces like his, the rest another story, a lot of motherfuckers need to act more worried (Problem) Dm C Bb The revolution has been televised, if I sit here and do don't do nothin', homie, that's genocide Am F**k that, we have arrived! Dm C And who cares who ain't on our side 'cause we on our own, Bb Am How do you preach peace to a family that just lost they own? Dm C My brodie, Game ,just banged my line like "We gotta do something" Bb Am All that marchin' and that peace ain't gonna fuckin' do nothin' Dm C F**k it, my moms, sorry, I'm ready to rage Bb Am The police done let the animals out of the cage, oh Lord it's N.C. N.C. Time to take a stand and save our future, Like we all got shot, we all got shot N.C. N.C. Throwing up our hands don't let them shoot us 'Cause we all we got, we all we got N.C. N.C. God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder N.C. N.C. God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder, Don't point your weapons at me N.C. Stand up